The Lay Flat Life: My Wife's Cultivation Makes Me Stronger - Chapter 52

After Han Feng finished speaking, he immediately turned and continued using his speed to kite his enemies.

Ye Longyuan was on the verge of losing his mind. He had come to the secret realm fully prepared for this.

He had already investigated thoroughly: the Jiang family had only about twenty people, and Han Feng had no one else to rely on besides them. Confident in his position, he assembled over twenty members of the Ye family. Being a large clan with countless branches and both legitimate and illegitimate descendants, they could easily find ten to twenty 18-year-olds each year to participate in the secret realm.

To ensure victory, Ye Longyuan even leveraged his family’s connections. Those from his family who were elders all had disciples, so he called upon those eligible to enter the secret realm, amassing more than fifty people.

With this many people, beating the Jiang family seemed like a sure thing.

However, to his shock, he had been constantly losing people. The Ye family had already lost four disciples.

Among the fifty people he had gathered, not all were from the Ye family. The non-Ye family disciples were willing to fight for him but were not willing to risk their lives. After all, entering the secret realm and receiving the Patriarch’s blessing was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Everyone wanted to preserve their chances—what if they were lucky enough to obtain something extraordinary? At the very least, they could hope for increased cultivation or improved aptitude.

These people weren’t about to risk their lives fighting Han Feng, who was clearly a madman.

As a result, the casualties fell solely on the Ye family.

Ye Longyuan could already imagine the punishment he would face when he returned for causing so many Ye family members to lose their chance at the ceremony.

At the very least, his third uncle—Ye Longquan’s father—would harbor an irreversible hatred for him.

If Ye Longyuan managed to defeat Han Feng and make him pay a heavy price—avenging his brothers—he might still have something to show when he returned. But if he lost to Han Feng, the punishment awaiting him would be unimaginable.

What Ye Longyuan didn’t know was that outside the secret realm, public opinion had turned overwhelmingly against him. The Ye family had become the target of universal scorn, and the family elders were already discussing how to discipline him.

As for his father? Thanks to his “brilliant” eldest son’s actions, his hopes of competing for the position of family head had been crushed entirely.

He really was a disaster for his family.

But just as Ye Longyuan was about to lead his men to continue pursuing Han Feng, one of the Ye family’s core disciples spoke up.

“Ye Longyuan, we’ve helped you enough. The family has already suffered heavy losses. From now on, this is your problem to deal with. It’s better if you handle this yourself.

After all, this is a matter between you and Han Feng. Let it be settled fairly.”

With that, the disciple turned and flew away.

“Don’t go! Come back!” Ye Longyuan shouted in panic, his voice tinged with desperation.

But when one person left, others soon followed. The remaining disciples began to disperse as well. Soon, only a single branch disciple remained. Grinning, he said to Ye Longyuan, “Brother Yuan, don’t worry. I’ll help you.”

This disciple saw this as an opportunity to curry favor with Ye Longyuan. As a branch family member, his resources were far less abundant than those of someone like Ye Longyuan, a core family member. Aligning with Ye Longyuan could change his fortunes.

“Good brother! I don’t even know your name, but from now on, you’re like my own blood brother!” Ye Longyuan said, deeply moved.

The disciple nodded enthusiastically but then suddenly felt a sharp pain in his dantian. Looking down in disbelief, he saw the blade of a sword protruding from his abdomen. The blade twisted violently, reducing his dantian to a shattered mess.

Behind him, a ghostly voice rang out.

“You like playing hero, huh? You should be grateful that killing isn’t allowed here.”

Han Feng had already circled around and ambushed him from behind.

With a powerful flick of his sword, Han Feng sent the disciple crashing heavily to the ground.

“Ye Longyuan, your allies have abandoned you. Your brothers have been crippled. Now, it’s your turn!” Han Feng said coldly, raising his sword and charging at Ye Longyuan.

Ye Longyuan’s face turned grim. Without sparing a glance at the fallen “brother” behind him, he engaged Han Feng in combat.

The Ye family disciples who had left earlier witnessed this and silently congratulated themselves on their decision.

The core disciple who had led the retreat descended to where the other Ye family disciples and their allies were gathered. “Alright, everyone, stand down!” he commanded.

The disciples who had been attacking the Jiang family immediately stopped but did not disperse their encirclement.

He turned to Jiang Surou and said, “There’s no need for our families to fight anymore. In the end, this is a personal grudge between Ye Longyuan and Han Feng. Let them settle it themselves—it has nothing to do with you.

If the Jiang family wishes to make their offerings or leave the secret realm, we won’t stop you.

However, you’re not allowed to help Han Feng.

Similarly, we won’t assist Ye Longyuan.

But if you insist on continuing to fight, we won’t hesitate to retaliate. Han Feng has crippled our family members, and if it comes to that, we’ll do the same to yours.

You’re outnumbered, and you’re all injured. If you’re smart, you’ll stand down.”

It was true. After the intense battle earlier, the Jiang family was at a disadvantage. Every one of them was injured, and continuing the fight would only lead to more losses.

Moreover, the stakes of this battle had escalated. What had started as a fight to seize Spirit Crystals had now turned into a struggle where cultivations and futures were being destroyed.

Previously, battles ended with someone being defeated and robbed of their Spirit Crystals. No one had to fear losing their cultivation. But now, dantians were being shattered, and the path to immortality was being severed.

If the Jiang and Ye families continued down this path, it would result in a blood feud that might never be resolved.

Both sides understood the cost of such a conflict.

By now, stopping the fight was the best outcome.

Jiang Surou thought for a moment and then instructed her people, “Take turns making your offerings while the rest stand guard. Once you’re done, don’t leave—stay and continue to keep watch!”

She didn’t trust the Ye family and feared they would launch a sneak attack.

“Understood!” the Jiang family disciples responded immediately.

However, Jiang Surou was still worried about Han Feng. He was currently fighting Ye Longyuan, who had plenty of pills and protective artifacts, while Han Feng had nothing.

If the fight continued, Han Feng would be at a severe disadvantage.

After some thought, Jiang Surou turned to the Ye family’s core disciple and said, “Do you dare to make a bet with me?”

“What kind of bet?”

“I’ll fight you. If I win, I’ll help Han Feng. If you win, you’re free to help Ye Longyuan. What do you say?”

Hearing this, the Ye family disciple burst into laughter. “Junior Sister Jiang, haven’t you noticed? We’re afraid of Han Feng.”

“What?” Jiang Surou’s eyes widened in surprise.

“Han Feng fights shamelessly. He’s fast, he’s strong, and he keeps running while picking off our isolated members. Our numbers are useless against him—he just takes us out one by one.”